Song of the Fae (Wildsong, #1)

by Tricia O'Malley

Do you know how hard it is to fight when you’re about to blow chunks? Granted, I suppose that would be its own worthwhile defense.” “I wouldn’t get near someone who was projectile vomiting at me,” Imogen agreed with a laugh.

I will spend my days making sure that you know just how loved you are.” “I think I need that,” Imogen said, hiccupping through her tears. “I think I need someone to stand for me. I don’t want to be alone anymore, Nolan.” “Then let me be your person, mavourneen.”